I walked out of school feeling awful as usual my life had no happiness and no one really cared about me. So once I got home I thought about how perfect it would be if I were famous. That's how I spent my time, fantasising.
I after three hours of work uploaded my first video and waited and waited. It didn't get any views. And I thought, 'It is okay if they saw it they would've loved it.' I knew I was lying to myself but I just couldn't face my harsh reality.
Someone then barged into my room it was my older stepsister who hated me more than anything in the whole world. "What do you want?" I asked. "You thief" she said. "What have I done this time?" I said then sighed. "You..." she stopped talking when she stepmother. "Dod this brat do something again?" stepmother asked. "Yes. Mum she stole my gold necklace," she said. "You conniving brat," stepmother said then slapped right across the face.
"I didn't touch any of Ana's jewellery," I said after I was slapped. My younger stepsister came to my room too. "What's all this about?" she asked. "Mari sole my gold necklace," Ana said. "You mean this one?" my younger stepsister, Melissa said and pointed at the necklace she was wearing.
"You took it you should have told me," Ana said. "Sorry for wasting your time mum," Ana said. "It's okay, this brat needed a slap anyway," Stepmother said. And they left my room. I slammed the door behind them.
I just wanted someone to like me even a little bit. That's all I had ever wanted.